“Do you think that matters?” Adrienne asked before laughing. “You’re a waste of skin.”
That woman had a way with words, and they flowed freely like snake venom through the veins of an unwitting victim. Adrienne always knew what strings to pull to rile Julia up. I would’ve loved to choke the life out of her!
“You failed at that too,” Adrienne taunted. “The one the harpy sent down that mine to save the girl, but she had to pull your sorry ass to safety.”
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